Hidden Hero Novels & Stories

"i know nothing of it when your your dad was alive he had told me there is a hidden room where the control to the madrees are you need to find it now real quick" "i do not know where to search for i have spent years in this house and had never found out by the slightest chance or mistake a secret room with a big red button" the alarm stops blaring as everything becomes still, nadir agos hervey waiting for the worse to happen hoping her father could see her down here she had tried everything possible so as to prevent any harm on the pack but it turns out there were things that had been hidden from him while he was alive and many enemies he had gotten just because he always did the right thing

Luca taunted. Malakai eyed Jonah and Alaric before stepping forward. "We need to form a team of vigilantes to save those who can't save themselves." Asa shook his head. "No, we are not looking to play the hero." "Oh, really. So what are you doing all this for." Asa fell silent "Exactly, we need you just as much as you need us. There is a place far beyond your imagination, right below your nose." "Hidden City. A haven for the lost, broken, and forgotten. It's where the abused become strong, the outcasted are wanted, and hope for mankind is revived. Blah, blah, blah. I've been there a few times."

Forsythe and Archfiend Antigonus had no idea Ambrose and the child had been hiding in the Hidden Hero Sect's main altar. The Hidden Hero Sect's main altar was remote and hidden from prying eyes. Those who wished to remain unnoticed by the Godly Region could do so there for thousands of years. It was not a place that was easily found. At that moment, Heather quietly looked at Forsythe, bit her lip, and replied, "I do not know." Despite her feelings for Ambrose, Chester's people and the Hidden Hero Sect were all brave warriors, and she could not betray them. She did not know.

He chuckled, "Were you talking to Mike? Did you spill our secret?" Luke was undeniably striking. At school, he was an iceberg, cold and untouchable. But in private, he was warm and almost clingy. In the past, I'd have melted into his arms, blushing. Now I just stepped back, creating distance. "Didn't you want to keep us hidden?" I muttered. His eyes flickered as he caught the edge of my tone. Still, he pressed on with the question that always lingered. "You know we can't go public."

that contained the true history of the Wyrd and the blueprints for the Global Resonant Shield. As the LNI recovery teams moved in to catalog the archives, Xander and Evangeline stood at the entrance, looking back toward the surface. "Emma proved it today," Xander said, his hand resting on the stone archway. "The 'Hidden Faces' aren't just the warriors and the doctors. It’s the art. It’s the soul of the world that Haxon couldn't account for." "But look at the data, Xander," Evangeline said, her tablet syncing with the vault’s primary core. Her face went pale as she read the final entries from Malakor’s personal log. "He wasn't the last. He was the Herald."

She could not help but wonder. "How dare you!" Nester shouted while Lillian made a disgusting face and leaned backward from her without moving her feet. Corona virus was common those days. She could not risk that. "Look, no matter what you do, Nathaniel will never be able to recognize you. He doesn't recognize anyone." That had slipped through her mouth out of anger before she could stop it. It was the secret between her boss and her. And she had promised not to let that out to anyone. Well, she had broken that promise a lot of times when she needed to, but not to Lillian. That could backfire.

No matter what the truth might reveal, I was determined to fight for our love, to shield it from the outside world. In the sanctuary of the secret community, our love stood resolute, even as doubts lurked in the periphery. We had embarked on a journey into the unknown, a path where the truth awaited us. But for now, we would revel in the comfort of our hidden haven, savoring the moments of bliss and cherishing the love that bound us together. As we delved deeper into the secret community, a hidden section unveiled itself before our eyes. It was a place shrouded in mystery, a domain known only to a select few—a sanctuary where my team of brilliant scientists toiled tirelessly to unlock the po

Julian, Melissa, and Valerie often had daily misunderstandings but showed remarkable loyalty in crucial moments. However, there was one matter they never disagreed on, and that was the issue of Hidden Powers. What was Hidden Powers? It was a well-kept secret. It was an underground casino in Zolford. The organizer was anonymous. All that was known was that it was an underground boxing club. Bets were placed there and fights had to be solely related to fists. Many wealthy individuals heard about the boxing bets held there and came to watch the matches. Those who aligned with their preferences might be hired as a bodyguard if they were willing.

Something dangerous lived behind those eyes. I went easy on her. Stupid mistake. She distracted me, cut me, and ran. And the worst part? She knows who I really am. Xavier Hill. My hidden identity, the one only the underworld whispers. The one man fears more than death. Japhet Lukers is the billionaire CEO. Xavier Hill is the predator. If she reports me to her boss… Another war will be waiting when I return. My fist slammed against the car window, the glass vibrating.

Sometimes he brought roasted sweet potatoes, sometimes a bouquet, sometimes a box of my favorite chocolates. I never accepted any of it. I did not even spare him a glance. I just closed the door in his face and went to bed as if he was not there. He always wore that same coat I had bought for him, and with his presence, it was not long before people recognized him. Soon, someone dug up my identity. Tabloids started running scandal after scandal about the two of us. No one knew the truth, that when I was four, I found baby Kyle abandoned in the rain, only a few months old, and took him in.